MTL - Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here-Chapter 3020 Black-bellied Girl (6)

3020: Wordscapes Uncrossed Tropic-Beach 5 Answers

"Yu Heng, how are you getting along with Wei Wei, Wei Wei is a child, you must tolerate her. I know you want her to leave our house, but she has nowhere to go as a little girl, Xiao Yu is very worried You have to take care of her more. "

Is this going to sue?

I had thought that a college notice would send her away.

It seems that the mother and daughter have a big appetite.

Fu Yuheng's face is cold, his eyelashes are drooping, and his eyes are deep and cold.

His voice remained gentle and calm. "I will take good care of her."

Take care of the two words, and gently hook in the lips, there is an inexplicable light cold.

There is no time to say anything when paying, Xiaoyu still has to buy a bag.

He immediately hung up.

Fu Yuheng calmly made another call and heard the number reported to him by the other party.

Is the number of money.

The amount paid to Bai Xiaoyu will be clear through the account flow.

The one named Bai Xiaoyu is Bai Weiwei's mother.

Because the father is unknown, Bai Weiwei followed her mother's surname.

When Fu Yuheng heard the figures, there was not much fluctuation.

If it is an ordinary family, it is indeed a lot.

But for the family, this money is just the cost of daily necessities.

So whether the other party bought a hundred bags, or room shoes, or various luxury jewelry clothes.

To them, there is no trace of it.

However, the other party should not know the real family of Fu.

If you knew, the greedy mouth wouldn't be so easy to pass.

Fu Yuheng put the phone down, then opened the door and went downstairs.

At this time, Bai Weiwei should have gone out too.

The teenager came downstairs and saw the empty living room.

He looked down calmly, without saying anything, when he came to the kitchen.

When I saw the kitchen, only the regular rice cooker had been moved.

There are boxes of takeaways on the table.

There was no movement, so the kitchen was still neat.

Fu Yuheng turned on the rice cooker, his eyes stopped on the darkly cooked porridge water.

he:"……"

Then he seemed to be sure that the other party was using black rice instead of cooking, and took out a spoon to stir.

A terrible smell came on his face.

Fu Yuheng was silent for a while, then calmly returned the rice cooker to the lid.

When the aunt comes to cook, let her throw the pot away.

Fu Yuheng poured a glass of water and was about to drink, but saw a note on the table pressed against those plastic takeaway boxes.

He calmly walked over, stretched out his fingertips and pinched, and glanced casually.

On a small post-it note, the girl's font is beautiful and cute.

It's not bad.

He thought she was illiterate.

[Takeaway dishes are good. You have n’t touched the chopsticks and the rice cooker has been cooked. I have no money now. 】

[Please advise me in the future, Fu Yuheng. 】

Still know what to pay?

Although only verbally promised.

There is also no plan to move away, and I still advise.

Fu Yuheng looked indifferently for a while before he casually threw all the dishes with the stickers into the trash.

Then his eyes fell on the trash can for a few seconds, then moved away calmly, then walked away with no expression.

[Ding, the male lead has a negative rating of eight. 】

Bai Weiwei was eating churros and soy milk in the breakfast shop and heard a favorable tone.

She smiled, "It's another idiot, not too much."

The system can't see where it can go up.

Especially the pot of death porridge.

(End of this chapter)